The Rebirth of an Immortal Cultivator
Chapter 38: Mo Lian Vs 5 Wu - Dan
Everyone was flabbergasted with their mouths wide open, they all could not believe what they were hearing. Challenging Wu-Dan? It was tantamount to seeking death, they deeply regretted Mo Lian's attitude towards a Wu-Dan, but not a few of them were happy either. Such as the Su Family, Mo Family, Long Family, Fang Family and Tang Family.
The old man's face hardened with a cultivation aura coming out from within his body. He gritted his teeth in annoyance, then he jumped off the second-floor balcony and flew over the arena.
"You're just an ant daring to challenge a God?" The old man stared intently at Mo Lian.
The Qin family and the Mo Lian family members simply kept silent not reacting at all. Because they had all seen Mo Lian's strength that could also fly in the sky, even higher.
The conversation between the spectators again sounded, they said that Mo Lian was only seeking death for daring to challenge a Huaxia God, the Chief of the Dragon Taring Force.
Mo Lian scratched her ear when she heard the nonsense from everyone. With his leisure he floated off the land, then flew face to face with the old man.
"I-I-I-It. How could it be, he was also a Wu-Dan. Wu-Dan is very young. Terrible talent."
"really. According to my grandfather, the old man had been cultivating for over 200 years, then he could break through to the Wu-Dan level."
The unknown old man frowned, he did not expect that the young man in front of him would have the same level as him. Yet he still did not want to believe that Mo Lian was at the same stage. With a wide grin, he insulted Mo Lian. "Only Wu-Dan Early stage is defective. You have no experience, I've lived more than 200 years, I've fought many battles."
Mo Lian simply fell silent not replying to the words of the old man. For him the battle on Earth is very insignificant, for 1000 years he has gone through millions of battles, hundreds of star clusters have been destroyed. Billions of human souls have also been killed, it's all for one reason, they bother him, even he once killed people just because that person dropped his food.
After quite a long time staring at each other, the two disappeared in the empty air from everyone's sight. Then a gust of strong wind spread outside with a loud bang as the two clashed against each other.
The bang was so loud that it made everyone fall down while covering both ears. Only fighters above the level of Wu-Zong can withstand that bang.
Mo Lian opened her clenched right hand to catch the blow from the old man who was said to be the God of Huaxia.
The old man flinched, he did not expect that Mo Lian could change the motion of her hands that had previously clashed with each other. He tried to get away, but no matter how much he tried, he could not escape. However, their strength was different by one level.
The man swung his left hand to attack Mo Lian's left abdomen.
Of course Mo Lian did not stay still, before the punch hit her body. With lightning speed he twisted his body and slammed the old man onto the arena podium.
Wush! Booms!
The arena podium made of concrete shattered into pieces of stone that flew in all directions, along with the dust covering the view. Seeing that, Mo Lian simply kept silent not catching the rocks flying into the audience seats. For family? They had already moved away before the fight started.
Mo Lian lowered her head looking at the arena that had been destroyed. Suddenly the dust blocking the view split in two, revealing the messy-looking old man, the old man shot into the air with a fist enveloped in green glowing powerful energy ready to attack Mo Lian.
Mo Lian straightened her body avoiding the attack. Then touching the old man's chest, instantly also a burst of spiritual energy shot out from the old man's back which made him retreat tens of meters back.
The old man gnashed his teeth, he stared intently at Mo Lian. "I didn't expect you to make me make this attack" he said, pulling the sword on his back.
The old man raised his sword in front of his face with the index and middle fingers of the right hand raised. He poured spiritual energy into the sword, then made a stabbing move towards Mo Lian. "Swar Technique, Dragon Aumans!"
The sword emitted a bright green-colored light, then the light was focused on a single point that formed the silhouette of a green-colored dragon and shot sharply towards Mo Lian.
"Haha! Die you!" The old man shouted loudly with a wide grin. He believed that Mo Lian would not survive the attack, even if Mo Lian was a Wu-Dan.
The people who had already walked out from the venue of the Martial Games opened their eyes wide when they saw the dragon. They had not expected to be able to watch the match between the two living Gods. They had also thought that if Mo Lian would not survive, Su Jingmei and Mo Fefei had also already turned their bodies around because they could not bear to see what would happen later.
Mo Lian only remained silent unmoved when she saw the dragon that was pointing at her. But when the distance between the two was only half a meter left, he casually slapped the dragon's head.
Booms!
The green dragon changed direction to hit the ground making a great tremor like an earthquake within a mile radius. The residence used for the Martial Games was also flattened to the ground.
"Is it just this way?" Mo Lian patted her clothes that were dirty from the dust. "I can even beat you with just a few punches" he continued, stretching his hand.
Hearing that, the old man's face hardened with veins visible on his neck. He was very upset, this was the first time he had been publicly humiliated, even more so by a young man who had not even graduated from school.
The old man raised his sword back into the air. Then he swung it without having to wait for the spiritual energy to fill up completely. "Dead you waji—"
Clangs! Cracks!
Suddenly in front of the old man had appeared a young man who was none other than Mo Lian. In Mo Lian's hand was a sword made of spiritual energy, his spiritual sword clashed against the old man's sword, which made the sword belonging to the Chief of the Dragon Fearing Force break into two pieces.
Because the sword is broken, the sword is a spiritual weapon, which is related to the owner's soul. As a result the old man coughed with a mouthful of fresh blood coming out from inside his mouth.
"Mo Lian's. Sect Leader Dongfangzhi," Mo Lian replied still with a spiritual sword in her right hand.
Mo Lian's words were very slow. Yet somehow it could be heard in everyone's ears. Sect Leader Dongfangzhi? So young!
The old man frowned, he turned his head in all directions staring at his comrades. "Are you all just silent? We beat this kid. Then we take the techniques!"
The four people who were flying not far from the fight looked at each other, then the four of them nodded their heads. Instantly the four people darted quickly and surrounded Mo Lian from all directions.
Mo Lian raised her eyebrows, then she laughed out loud," Hahaha! Very amusing. You all say that you are a God? But you are besieging a young man who has not even graduated from high school" he said looking down on the Dragon Taring Squad Chief.
"Laugh while you can. You'll be dead soon. But before that, I'll give you two choices. First, break your legs and hands and hand over the techniques of your sect, then I will spare you for harming the Captain of the Dragon Taring Force ..."
"Second, keep fighting and fighting. Then you will experience pain so painful that you beg to die rather than live!"
Mo Lian frowned, she let out a long sigh. "Actually I don't want to kill you because you are from the Dragon Taring Force guarding the country. But since you intend to kill me and pick up the technique, then I no longer need to be merciful," he stared intently at the old man.
"And for the four of you. Since you guys are also cooperating with him, then I will also kill you!"
The five people were silent for a moment, then laughter could be heard from the five people. They thought that if Mo Lian was nothing but nonsense, they quickly prepared techniques to attack Mo Lian and then threw her away.
Dragons, swords, spiritual energy, palms and so on.
Mo Lian who found the attack from the five directions only remained silent without moving her fingers.
Booms!
The explosion occurred where Mo Lian was flying due to the impact of five strikes. The five people laughed out loud, they grinned widely for having killed Mo Lian. But on one hand they also felt disappointed at not being able to get the techniques from Mo Lian.
All the spectators who saw that could only fall silent with wide eyes and jaws that almost fell to the floor. Su Jingmei and Mo Fefei had also started crying, they could not imagine what happened to Mo Lian.
When the atmosphere returned to silence, suddenly within the puff of smoke came the sound of the young man shocking everyone.
"Is it just that? The attacks of the five people who said he was a God?"
The thick smoke disappeared, revealing Mo Lian who was raising her right hand into the air, with her index and middle fingers pointing to the sky. "The 1000 Mil Sword Technique, Third Movement. The 1000 Sword Formation!"
Instantly around Mo Lian created an extremely powerful fluctuation of spiritual energy. Not long after a large number of blue-colored swords were seen, the swords were above the sky, left, right, front and back besieging the five people who attacked him.
The five old men were shocked. Their bodies trembled slightly as they sensed the powerful aura of the thousand swords. "Tu-Tu-Mister. To-please calm down. We-we were just kidding,"
"Be-Bena—"
Mo Lian clenched her open left hand. Instantly several swords darted sharply through the bodies of the five people without exception. The five people fell to the ground violently.
When they were already on the ground and fell down, they turned their heads to look at Mo Lian. "Le- Ancestor. Will avenge this!" say one of them.
"Benarka—" Mo Lian raised her right hand into the air about to strike back. But it was stopped when it heard a loud voice that was quite far away from him.
"Stop!"
Mo Lian turned her head towards the source of the sound. Seen a middle-aged man who was hated very much was holding a firearm on his mother's head. He stared hard at the man. "Tangs... Zhao!"
Jem!
Just by the look in his eyes, beside Tang Zhao appeared a transparent blue sword which then pierced through Tang Zhao's head right then and there. This incident was so fast, that it made everyone unable to digest what was happening in front of them.
After killing Tang Zhao and his people, he again turned his attention to the five people still living above ground.
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